Sunday, January 31, 2016

We watched them moving along the ridgeline like so many ants with that same inevitable onward movement towards us.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Adrift like a sailor lost at sea, I began to see my fellow man as nothing more than my next meal and stole what I needed from their hearts and minds.

Friday, January 29, 2016

At that point he knew his life would have a definitive end and it wasn't too far off.

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Her frail body hid a mind as sharp and hard as a cold steel trap.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

The blogger blogged in vain as he was nothing but a longwinded bore.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Monday, January 25, 2016

History was the lens through which he viewed all matters, whether personal, professional, or political.

Saturday, January 23, 2016

"Chaos is not satisfying. We always want someone to blame," the agent told me as he bound my hands.

Friday, January 22, 2016

We watched the village burn, made jokes, and passed the joint back and forth.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

The endless choices made Christy's head spin and kept her in stasis, unable to choose.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

"I don't believe in ghosts and yet they still haunt me," she said haltingly, her eyes staring fixedly at a space above my head.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Monday, January 18, 2016

The clock and calendar couldn't truly measure the exquisite agony of the passage of time between their visits with one another.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

The block became a civic battle zone with neighbors verbally sparring at every turn.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

I felt myself quickly losing steam like a cheap Chinese wind-up doll that hadn't had its key cranked far enough by its fat-fingered owner.

Friday, January 15, 2016

The show was such a snooze Stan had to pinch himself to keep from falling asleep and hid his pain through the smile pasted on his face for his date's sake.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Monday, January 11, 2016

Like a lazy seagull resting on the sea, refusing to take wing,  I let life take me where it would, never bothering to help set the course.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

The erotic possibilities of her nights got Betsy through her humdrum days.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

My voice failed me then and the house of cards that my mind had become came tumbling down.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

The terrible news hung in the house like the haze of an L.A. day.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

My mind continually returned to the night's events as if on a never-ending loop.

Monday, January 4, 2016

She wondered aloud why anyone would put themselves in the position of subservience as she sharpened her knife.

Sunday, January 3, 2016

The riddle rattled Tad who stood agog before the sentry who had posed the problem.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Jack realized the gun at his side would be useless against this enemy.

Friday, January 1, 2016

The dream of his grandmother led to the opening of long forgotten secrets.